Jesus is my Homeboy!

So there I was chillin’, just kicking it with J.  Telling him about how things have been going.  From the mundane to the sublime, I shared all my baggage.  At certain points he was shaking his head at me like, “Girl, you’re so crazy!”  At other points, I had him in stitches laughing his head off.  He cried when I shared some painfully poignant parts of my life.  He looked on patiently as I went over some pertinent information that was just crucial to the overall tale.  Dude, at one point we even had a jam session (me on the vocals while he whistled like the wind).  It wasn’t even uncomfortable when we sat together in silence.  Hanging together felt natural; it felt right.  And that is when it truly hit me.  Jesus is my homeboy!